Another winter has past and gone. All his desires still remained. Having God on the run. Another winter's on it's way. . They like to suck the dead to life.
You spend your days and nights alone. You think it easier that way. But that cold feeling in your bones. I said I could take away. I said, please be the one.
I've been writing letters everyday now. Since you've been gone. Talking to you on the telephone. For what seems like a whole life long. . And I've got something to give you.
you just want to strip me. off of who i am. divide me into pieces. and then you can decide. what it is you want. a heart a mind a fuck. if it's all the same to you.
Can I kiss you though I'm leaving. Can I show I care?. Can I hold you like the first time. though you know I won't be there?. . I will paint my wings with beautiful things.
Everyday I'm watching on the TV about a robbery killing story. Oh we need to be prayed up. Oh we need to be prayed up. Negativity on the radio people have no shame anymore.
(Verse 1). Take a look in the mirror. and evaluate yourself. Think about where you been, are. your life strength and health. hello. did you hear me?. you need to get up outta that seat.
I wanna know what you doin'. Where you goin', what are your plans. Here's a proposition. Won't you listen and take my hand?. . Let's go to a place where.
Du berceau la tombe mon enfance marque de larmes. J'attends en sueurs froides. En compagnie de mon me. Derrire les barreaux en solo. Rest le mme ngro.
Nad mozkem poslunost a nad rozumem vra. a sprvn pslunost je vc, ne v bot dra,. mmu jsme zapeli a brcha zapel ttu,. nkdo se odstel a jinm zlmem hntu,. bel ns hnal a li jsme jako ovce,.
When I was young on the Fourth of July. I'd go outside and watch the show in the sky. But little Fatima in Lebanon this July. Went outside and watched the fire chase her life.
Paths X. Music and lyrics by Kara Johnstad. . Paths cross for a time. Only to part again. Always moving. Always letting go. Always moving. That's the way to grow..
The wind blows your mind falls down. Just give me the time to drown. The wind blows your mind falls down. Just give me the time to drown. . The boys are digging the ground.
Passing umbrellas. A thought held in time. As the skyline of Paris. Dissolves into chimes. And they sit, talking openly. They share. . The love and the laughter.
Shadows line the walls of the room. A clock keeps time, an aching moon. Lights are low, I turn the page. The walls whisper their age. . Oh, where will we travel tonight, my dearest love.
[The first verse]. Gea , umm,. I was told there only two types of people up in this bitch. Those that watch it happen.. and rather wait and sit. And those that make shit happen and been getting it ever since.
Eenie-meenie-miny-mo. Caught yo' ass right by your toe. Hanging out with some ho. Thought I wouldn't know. . Well it looked to me like you were free. You told me that you'd be busy.
Por Que' te vas? Por Que'sera'?. Te vas! te vas !. Esta obsesión me tiene mal , Dime ! Dime !. Cuando estas cansada de estar buscando a eso lo que nunca encontraras.